Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

It all started in King county Texas, where a small population of 400 resided.  The county was filled with an enormous amount of land, farmlands and cotton fields.

"Now I lay me down to sleep, I praise thy Lord my soul to keep.  If I die before I wake, I praise thy lord my soul to take."  Little Travis prayed every morning and every night.  A religious character since the age of six, Travis wouldn't feel right getting up from bed without thanking the Lord first.  Travis stood four feet six inches tall.  Wearing a short faded haircut (that he kept parted on the left side) brought out Travis's big round head.  His head was too large for his tiny body.  His mother always told him his body was late but it’ll catch up later.   His eyebrows were so thick that they almost connected at his nose.  Travis got his light brown eyes from his mother and his wide nose from his father.  His wide nose and large nostrils flared whenever he was to express his angry emotions (which were very rare).  He had thin lips that tightened around his evenly pretty white teeth and deep pretty dimples whenever he smiled.

Travis was a brave child whom wasn’t afraid to stand up for what he believed in.  His enormous love and intelligence of/for the Lord led him to share with all that would listen.  He would proudly go out on street corners and preach the enlightening words.  Travis was thirteen years old.  His last name was Thomas.  He was being raised by mother (whom also had two other kids).

People often had mistaken Travis's brother Chris for Travis.  It wasn't a very hard thing to do, because they looked almost identical.  The only way people could tell them apart is if they were standing.  Chris was taller than Travis.  Chris was 16 years old and stood five feet one inch tall.  Since the death of his father Chris tried to be the father figure of the house.  He was the oldest child and he kept Travis and Tammy on a tight leach.

A light freckled, complexion, with long wavy hair would describe the beautiful Tammy.  She looked just like her mother.  Tammy was eleven years old and she leveled at the same height as her brother (Chris).  Tammy looked at herself like a beauty queen.  Her brothers overly protected her.  She believes when she grows up she would be an actress or a model.  Chris would stop her anytime that he would see her primping around the house or pampering herself in the mirror.

Mrs. Thomas was a very sweet and religious woman.  She was a stay at home mom.  She did whatever she could to help out with the nearby churches.  Mrs. Thomas didn't become wealthy until she had become widowed.  Two days after the death (of her belated husband) Publishers Clearance House had rung her doorbell.  Mrs. Thomas is proof that there are ten million-dollar winners out there.

Mrs. Thomas donated eight million dollars within the years of receiving the money.  She donated to several churches, charities and the hungry people all over the world.  She also set up a trust fund for her children.  $60,k was divided evenly and place in CD’s (one for each child).  They would not receive the money until they each reach their 21^st birthday

Mrs. Thomas’s belated husband left her with a nice house on Morrison Street.  She was blessed with three very bright kids.  Her son Travis learned how to read at the age five.  He became addicted to reading.  He loved learning new words.  Most of all he loved the Bible.  He completed and memorized the entire Bible by the age of ten.

Travis began feeling the presence of the Lord at the age of five.  His religious tongue made it well known that his gift in reading came from God.  At one time the people in the town that listened to Travis preach.  With his intuitive knowledge and unique words made the people think God spoke to them through Travis.  They looked at Travis as the tool of the town.  Travis didn't mind preaching in any neighborhood or in any town.

Every Sunday morning the Thomas family would go to church together.  The Thomas family was very close to the Baker and Taborn family.  Mrs. Baker had a thirteen-year-old son named Troy.  Mrs. Taborn had two daughters.  One daughter was eleven her name was Carmen and the other daughter name was Jackie.  Jackie was fifteen years old.

Tammy, Travis, Troy, Kevin, Alicia and Carmen were very close.  Kevin an